|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2011 5:25 pm
 A rather colorful journal in and out. All the colors of the rainbow painted on the front and each page being all the different colors. On the bottom of each page a small music note is doodled next to the page number.
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2011 5:28 pm
Important Dates
12/25/2010: Born and went to travel with new father.
07/20/2011: Back to Meta
00/00/2011:
00/00/2011:
00/00/2011:
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2011 7:08 pm
About Daz  Name: Daz
Nickname: Robro, Bot Boy
Sex: Male
Age: Looks 3
Stage: Toodler
Item: Robotic Helmet
Race: Fallen
Likes: Music, rainbows, electronics, heroes, punk fashion, his dad, Daft Punk, robots, singing, and coloring.
Dislikes: PERVERTS, bad guys, girl(the whole boys thinking girls are gross thing), feeling weak, losing, and showing his face.
Fears: Losing his hearing.
"Elements": Earth
Height: 3' 0"
Eyes: White but they change colors
Hair: Platinum Blonde
Skin: A bit pale
Style: A lot of black clothes. He might like a more punk-ish look.
Commonly known facts: Listens to music non-stop and always covers his face with his helmet.
Hidden facts: Likes romantic and girly things.
Overall Personality: Daz always covers up his true emotions so no one can see how weak he feels inside. Using rudeness to cover his much more softer side, makes most people think he's a bad kid when he really is a good kid. He tends to only show his father his true colors possibly due to all the time he got to send with him when they went around traveling. One thing he had learned well from his father was becoming independent and will get a bit mad if he can't do it himself. Thanks to that Daz has slowly become more stubborn.
The Good
* Loyal to those he likes
* Has a justice view on things and will protect the weak
* A bit independent
* Very determined and won't give up easily
The Bad
* Has a potty mouth
* Easily jealous
* Really bad temper when set off
* Reckless, maybe a little bit too much
* Reserved, won't let anyone know about things.
* Bossy
* Stubborn
Pastimes
* Loves listening to music.
* Coloring even if he's horrible at it
Zodiac Signs
Western Sign: Capricorn
Ascendant/Rising Sign: Aries
Moon: Virgo
Mercury: Sagittarius
Chinese Year: Metal Tiger
Celtic Sign: Birch
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2011 7:35 pm
Powers & Abilities Wonderland Syndrome Level 1: Can change center of gravity and walk on any surface for 1 minute. If he tries to do it longer he'll get a headache and possibly a nose bleed.Level 2: Level 3: Level 4: Level 5: Summon Dark Artifact Level 1: Summons a special dark artifact only once every 24 hours. A small robotic like creature appears. Vanishes after 5 minutes.Level 2: Level 3: Level 4: Level 5: Blood Favor Level 1: Can consume blood to heal themselves. Heals only small scratches.Level 2: Level 3: Level 4: Level 5: Recharge ( unable to use yet ) Level 1: Level 2: Level 3: Level 4: Level 5: Technopathy ( unable to use yet ) Level 1: Level 2: Level 3: Level 4: Level 5: Resistances Electricity: Doesn't take as much damage.Weaknesses Water: Will a short circuit effect with him. Due to this he can only take sponge baths.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2011 7:38 pm
Family  Name: Skrillex
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Occupation: Waiter at a bar
Species: Human
Relationship: Father
Hair: Black with white
Eyes: Purple
Height: 5' 9"
Weight: 165 lbs
Other Infos: Skrillex is actually a huge neat freak and he won't let you touch him unless you've washed your hands and/or face if you want to even touch him. He's also rather naive and doesn't notice when someone is trying to flirt with him. He may even come off as someone who isn't interested in love but deep down he does want that special someone but he rather focus on his job unless someone catches his attention. Also when he sees something dirty he won't stop cleaning until it's completely clean. He cares very much for Daz and Skrillex makes sure that Daz is with him at all times.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2011 7:41 pm
Friends & Enemies ||Haven't Met||Dislike||Seems Friendly||Friends||Family||Confused||Crush || Love||
Skrillex: Best dad ever
Dante: Worst girl ever maybe.
Cambria: HATE!!!!!!!! Will get her back.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2011 7:51 pm
Gifts & Possessions Journal: Given to him by his father.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2011 8:17 pm
Theme Song A Talk For Here Alone by Chatmonchy About the things I’m about to sing - Let’s keep them a talk for here alone, just between you and me. The truth about the desire That I want to hide and lock away in my heart Is a secret, a secret. I want to take a shortcut Without getting wet from the rain, Without being sent flying by the wind. It’s sly, but put on a smile. I’m a coward, but let’s play. I want to live without sadness, Without getting wet from tears, Without being at a loss. I’m clumsy, but put on a smile. Teach me only the fun things. There’s a face I want to see And a voice I want to hear once I wake up. Let the joy ring out. Good morning! I look forward to working with you today. I don’t want to forget The goal I could see Only in the moment I started. I want to remember The energy I was given Only in the moment when I stumbled. There’s a face I want to see And a voice I want to hear once I wake up. Let the joy ring out. Good morning! I look forward to working with you today. There’s a face I want to see And a voice I want to hear even when I close my eyes. The joy is in my heart. Good night! I look forward to tomorrow. Continued, continued!
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2011 8:22 pm
Miscellaneous Journal Posting Rules:Only I, Yookami-kun, will post in this journal unless I give someone else permission. If you see something spelled wrong and you know the word, please feel free to fix it. I really don't mind people fixing my spelling or grammar since it only helps me.
If you want to set up a play-date, don't be afraid to PM me.Facts About Daz:Name: Daz
Gender: Masculine
Usage: ???
Pronounced: daz
Font Color: In rps Daz will use the font color black while in journals it will change colors with each new journal that is written.
About His Name: Nothing really special. Just the name the popped into my head the moment he was created.Photo AlbumBedroom
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2011 8:23 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2011 4:52 pm
Journal Entry
Back
Entry Number: [001]
Entry Type: Diary Entry
Been long time that I and daddy been away from school but now we back. It was lots of fun with lots of music. Wish we could stay long there but we could not. Daddy said I need better learning in if daddy is smart and made me learn a lot but he said that I was better to learn at school and make friends. Daddy also said there was letter that said I had to stay in school and sleep there. Bad things happened and I will have to be the good guy and stop them. Daddy will be proud. He said while I'm in school to watch out for perverts. I'll beat them up. Daddy also say he would visit and if I be a good boy he'll bring me treats like rainbow cookies. I will try hard because they are the best.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2011 12:25 pm
Journal EntryFor Justice or For FunEntry Number: [002]
Originally Written/Posted: Inner/Outer Grounds
Found: Begins: [x] and Ends: [x] Not finished
Entry Type: Play-date RP EntryYookami-kun After so long of not seeing each other Skrillex had finally gotten some time out from work to take Daz out. Never in his life did he think that he would fit in the whole parent role but he must have thought wrong. The young man walked while holding the tiny hand in his own as they were heading over to the nearby playground. Both were content for now. Deep inside Skrillex knew that soon enough both would not easily be able to move around freely due to what had happened. Sighing from the thought Skrillex had then felt a tug on his shirt from Daz. It seemed as if they little meta knew his father was worrying but looking at his son's pouting face brought the smile back to the adult. "Ok ok I'm sorry. Today is about you and me." Picking up his son he gave Daz a piggyback ride the rest of the way to the playground, setting him down once they were there. "Do on and play. I'll be over here on the...dirty bench." Patting his son and pushing him to go off and play Skrillex looked over to the bench while making a disgusted face.
After seeing his after off to clean the bench before he sat down, the boy looked around scouting the playground as if he was in charge of protecting it. Tapping the side of his helmet it quickly covered his face as the helmet became whole. "Time to bring justice to this playground." Zipping up his leather jacket and putting on his black gloves with a cyan stripe running from his middle finger to the end of his hand he ran off. Rather than playing like a regular kid he went off to make sure that everyone wasn't up to anything bad. Myanai They had come to the playground a couple of times. Fun times. Dante and Mya, like daughter and mother. And what else were they? As far as Dante was concerned, Mya was her moma, and, as far as Mya was concerned, Dante might as well have been born from her. Between chasing each other, playing in the swings or just the simple moment of eating their sammich together, Dante had been given only good memories of her times in the park and the playground. Times that she wanted to repeat.
Today was a little different though. Mya had clients that wanted readings in the shop, and the other shopkeeper - a mean girl who called herself Mystique and who might as well paint herself black and become one with the asphalt in Dante's opinion - did nothing to either please or even keep the toddler in check, too busy chewing gum and flipping her magazine of skinny girl looking boys. Fed up with not doing anything and a lot more interested in the outside, the young Meta took off, though not before snatching the pack of chewing gum from Mystique's bag and stashing it on one of her short's pockets. Right before she disappeared through the door way, the deep blue eyes scanned the completely absorbed goth, narrowing. If she was still like that when Dante returned... well, the smirk on the toddler's lips didn't exactly bid well towards Mystique's fate.
A few minutes later, a completely energized Dante reached the playground, the warmth of the sun filling her to the brim. She even actually grinned when she saw how full the playground was. Kids everywhere. Frollicking happily. So delightfully... unaware. There were a couple that she remembered from last time but, other than those... fresh meat. A couple of adults, Dante noted, were eyeing her with a bit of... something. It was more than the usual curiosity, since her mother had told her that her skin and her hair weren't seen often. Not, there was some frown wrinkles here and there. She didn't remember them from before though... what were they frowning at? With a shrug, it was put behind her back, stashed within a corner of her memory. First things first. To satisfy her climbing wishes.
Immediatly, Dante rushed to the side of the swings. One second, her feet were on the ground, the other, she was dangling upside down, holding onto the bar with only her knees, dress stuffed around her arms. It didn't matter if the floor was like five feet away, if she was practially half naked, if she'd shoved other kids away on her sprint or anything. It made her happy to be like that, and nothing could ruin it.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2011 12:28 pm
Journal EntryBirds in the Power LinesEntry Number: [003]
Originally Written/Posted: Inner/Outer Grounds
Found: Begins: [x] and Ends: [x] Not finished
Entry Type: Play-date RP EntryShinyObsessed Cambria was staring at the cell phone on the ground. The iphone had been carelessly dropped in the hallway and no one had come back to claim it. The touch screen was face down and the shiny silver backing was face up and reflecting the light from one of the windows.
She tilted her head to one side and peered at it intently before tilting it to the other side and peering at it again. Nope. The temptation was too great. She snatched up the shiny and checked the touch screen, looked to have survived the fall to the ground. Must have been a short kid. Heh.
She unlocked the phone curiously and flipped through the game aps. Oh thank all that's holy. Bejeweled.
She swiftly opened the game and with wide unblinking eyes began to play. Yookami-kun Looking here, there, and just about anywhere Daz ran around looking for the iphone his father had given him so they could contact each other. If anyone would see Daz's face it was changing from panicked to mad. "Where the f**k is it?!" The toddler shouted as he kept on running.
Getting tired Daz went to walking but just as he did he spotted a girl with something in her hands. Daz walked a bit more and finally saw what it was that the girl had in her hand, it was his iphone. "Hey that's mine you stupid girl!" Daz shouted and ran towards the old girl and as he got close he just pounced her.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2011 12:50 pm
Journal Entry
I HATE Girls!!!
Entry Number: [004]
Entry Type: Diary Entry
These passed days have been like hell! I've been tripping over everything and I'm covered in band-aids. Luckily all the big bad stuff has stopped, thank god. I'll get that stupid b***h but I think I might have to use a sneak attack or else she'll give me bad luck again. I'll think up a good plan and she'll regret what she did...whatever her name is. All I know is that she had dark skin and had white feathery hair. I met some other girl. She's a b***h too but not too bad. She has could probably be turned into the side of good. If she does she might make a good side kick. I don't remember her name much but she had somewhat brown skin and this wild blue hair. She's a perv too. How dare she run around half naked. I did like that she tried to save me but only a bit. The hero is suppose to be the one doing the saving! So yeah, in the end I've come up with the fact that I hate girls even more now. Yeah.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Reply
